My Argentine Family

Few people know me as well as my cousin Marina. When she was in Buenos Aires she was perusing through an outdoor market trying to find a unique and perfect souvenir for me. She came across the above photograph and instantly knew that I would adore it. And I do. It is now framed and sits beside a photo of Marina in my sitting room.
I love the father, Juan as I call him, he's so stately looking and serious, however if you look closely you will notice he has his hand looped in his wife's arm. Juan may be a stern man, but he is loving and kind.